Phantomhive Manor Novels & Stories

The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing - Edmund Burke _______________ I sipped the hot cocoa as I looked at the plans of the Willows Manor. It had taken me five hours to find them. They were in a long lost part of the remaining Willow Creek’s website files from when they renovated a good portion of the manor a few years ago. Both Balric and I agreed that breaking in would be better than questioning the caretakers about who was in what room. If Ian heard I was asking questions there was a good chance he’d get suspicious rather than think I had a personal interest in him. He didn’t seem like the type that is easily tricked like Philip was.

An hour later we arrived back at the manor which was on the outskirts of the city, there were no houses on this side except this building, that's how much I love privacy, the manor stood tall and proud in the wide vicinity, with the exterior painted with dark colors. The manor was in the middle of the forest, quiet and peaceful. The gate of the manor was surrounded by a forest, with a road that drives down to the main streets of Heteroid Fall. Cassius opened the door and I walked down from the car, the servants stood by the door with their heads bowed as I ventured into the house "Welcome home, Master" they said in unison, my coat was removed by one of the maids and I entered the large sitti

He said. “Hello, I am here to see the Adolf”, Mr. Hilary uttered. “What is your name sir”? Hilary Hampton from the Moonstone pack. “Aah, come right in sir, the alpha is expecting you”. Mr. Hilary followed him and was ushered to a seat. “Please sit down, ”, Mr. Dowen requested, that was the name of the middle aged man, he served as a housekeeper in the Gillian's mansion.

I asked. “I only know of one place. But there are more.” He said. “Okay. What’s the one place that you know of?” I asked. “The leader wanted to be smart about it. Put it right under your nose and you wouldn’t even know about it.” He said. “Where?” I demanded. “In the human town. Nearest to here. There’s an abandoned warehouse.” He said. “How many guards?” I asked. “About a dozen.” He said. And I smiled at him.

It opened with a shot from the drone flying over the Quabbin toward the shore, then over the woods. Brandon’s voice-off narration had an ominous echo to add to his solemn tone, as he spoke the words clearly and slowly. “Hidden in rural New England, away from big cities and crowded streets, is the place that changed my life forever: Blotter Manor.” The drone slowed down when it reached the garden, to show the old Victorian in all her glory under a bright blue sky.

"Miss, they've gone inside. We couldn't keep up." Imogen rolled down the window, gazing at the imposing estate before her. Curiously, she asked, "Do you happen to know whose estate is this?" The driver grinned goofily. "Oh, I sure do. This is Hoffis Manor, owned by the richest man in Norvania. It's massive inside, bigger than two golf courses combined." "The home of Norvania's richest man?" Imogen was shocked, utterly bewildered. After paying the fare, she got out of the taxi and dialed a number on her phone.

Alpha Mercimer then resumes his relaxation while drinking tea, while his eyes follow the receding figures of Alpha Qillalon and Vesper till he can no longer see the two. "Alpha, where are we going?" Vesper asked curiously, as they had been walking for quite some time now. "I want to show you something. One more kilometer and we'll be there." He replied with glee in his voice. Shortly after, they arrive at the small pond hidden by the large trees and ruins of the old manor owned by ghouls in the 1900s. The pond has clear water in it with small fish swimming. The light of the sun made the pond glow with a bright light.

The one thing I didn’t ask him was what his coven practiced. The shadows envelop us, and the cold is now accompanied by an extreme suction feeling as if I’m surrounded by tons of industrial fans. It’s intense, and I find nausea creeping up my throat. One minute we are in the cell; the next, we are standing on the grounds of a vast dark gray and black manor. The manor is unusual. It almost seems never-ending. I look to the overcast sky that almost appears to have an oily sheen. The stone pathways are lined with statues of black crows. The crow's eyes glow much like the shadow's eyes did. The grass is dark green, like the darkest green grass I've ever seen. We aren’t in Kansas anymore, I jokin

I just really hope they will have some answers and will be able to help me figure out how to connect with my wolf and be able to shift on my own. It was already getting dark outside when we reached the manor. It was well hidden up in the mountains between thick forests. The size couldn't compare to anything I've seen before, it was absolutely huge and well looked after. You would never imagine finding anything like this in between the forests, it was very secluded, and unbelievably quiet. We were met outside by a few attendants who guided us into our rooms and made sure we are well settled. "Dinner will be ready for 8 pm. If you would like to have some rest and refresh yourselves in a meanti

Its ears had stood up straight, searching for the source of the sound, slowly breathing through its muzzle as its eyes searched round in the darkness and the woods for the one who made such sound It still had a Mark on its claws. The other had shifted back to his human form, and his pain had increased with his shifting process. He was weak beyond imagination. The Phantom was a powerful beast that night, and his strength had failed him when it came to fighting such a monstrosity. It searched until its eyes had caught the sight of something hidden within the trees. It intentionally reduced his breath, breathing slowly while it strained its eyes deeply into viewing what it had suspected to be t